lunes, 25 de enero de 2010

"Word"


"Dear Invisible Friend"


Skinny Kiddy! Hello!

I miss seeing you around. You haven't come back because of what I said the other day? I'm so sorry if I offended you when I told Mike I wasn't speaking to anyone, that I was just singing. I know it made you feel left out, out of place, but the truth is you must understand me. They don't think as I do. They don't see you the same way I do, let me take that back: they can't see you. I don't know why having a friend with no physical body makes me a freak, it is such a taboo in this place. People talk to God all the time and they can't see Him, but again, I don't have all the answers to this stupid world.

I'm leaving this letter on the kitchen counter hoping you get hungry soon. By the way, Mom asked me the other day who ate the cookies and I didn't call you out. She tells me that it's okay now if I have an invisible friend ;I think she can see you too and I didn't want to get you in any trouble.

I really L-O-V-E Y-O-U (I spelled that out because my sis says I shouldn't say it often and I already used it with Dad like five minutes ago) .Please return from wherever your hidding, maybe we can try to put paint on you or a blanket (wait, no, that'll be too scary) so everyone can know you are there and realize how much they're missing out on.

Love,
Your Best Friend.